Red Alarm

Take me away
But not remove from the trappings
I think the times are simple, are brooding
Otherwise, I'm just moss on a rock

Tell me now, tell me
Red alarm, ticking on
Tell me
Is this the place
Is this the traffic
Is something waiting
In the attic

I'm in love, I'm innocent
Oh yes
I'd be worse, if this life never ended
I am drinking from a well, overflowing
'Till it starves, it's all moss on a rock

Tie me
To a kite on a string, 'till I come undone

Marigold, tenuous
Staging for the come up

Tell me now, tell me
Red alarm, ticking on
Tell me
Is this the place
Is this the traffic
Is something waiting
In the attic



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan B Nowik
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